My Treasured Heart

It was nothing more than an old, falling down barn and a few stone walls of a house. On the front wall, facing the valley, there remained a solitary stone-framed window. In the lower area, old brick arches were completely overgrown with weeds and vines. From the moment we first discovered those Tuscan ruins, we felt it held sacred history and energy.

For months we took a daily walk up to the site, to simply sit by the front wall of the house in silence. We definitely felt like we were meant to be there, and still do to this day. This song is our attempt to capture what we saw and felt during those early days.

Lyrics

Through ancient windows
And across weathered sills
I can see everything
I can feel everything

Concealed arches and covered ruins
Cloaked in green velvet years
Voices swept away with time
Somehow seem strangely near

Amid stone with pasts so deep
Walls that refuse to fall
In the place where mountains peak
The search ends
I hear them call

They inspire my thoughts in song
And set my spirit free
The language that they speak seems
Only meant for me

Clear the path, mark the way, light the fire
Rebuild the walls, take them higher, higher
Then doors and windows from the stone can be carved
That’s where the buried treasures are
The digging always frees my heart
My treasured heart

Through ancient windows and across weathered sills
I can see everything
I can feel everything
I can be anything